USS Manticore, 03/04/24, 10:00 PM ET

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USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

Between 3/4/2024 9:01 PM and 3/4/2024 10:21 PM

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= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1260, STARDATE 52403.04 = starfleet

= The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after a lengthy shakedown cruise but the module was intercepted on its way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to investigate. They were able to track the thieves to a junkyard where they came across a decent sized space station that turned out to be a ship. McFly and Pilot went inside and found the module only to be discovered by the thieves. After a firefight Pilot was jettisoned off the station in his shuttle and McFly was captured. They continued their pursuit of the thieves but soon the warp trail dissipated and stopped them in their tracks. Back at the junkyard, they discovered a comm recording of their old scumbag Mork. EJ Tried to get him to talk but he's being quite stubborn. Now Cetacean Ops has developed a special serum they believe will get him to talk. Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security and during a diplomatic conference on the moon where she thwarted an assassination attempt. Back on Earth she was sent a weird message simply containing three pictures from her brother. She learned a Vorta surgically altered themselves and snuck in as the shooter whose body has disappeared from the morgue. She just learned that McFly has also gone missing and is preparing to find where he is. Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However, Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a new Dominion shipyard where after some leg work, he discovered a brand new, and devastating, Dominion ship. However he was caught and sent back to Cardassia. After a meeting with Legate Damar, Faldek is more eager than ever to end this mission. However, after one final push to end their mission, Edvenet was arrested. Faldek killed the leading investigator who was just doing his job. Gila is at an outpost turned medical facility where she has gained the trust of a young Jem'Hadar who she is using for information about a secret training program. She used her influence to enroll him in the program and has learned where their first mission is located. Faldek implemented his escape plan and has left Cardassia with Edvenet and Gila. = starfleet

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((I know, it's a long ass briefing)) (edited)

:::leraning her new vessel::

:: at engineering on bridge ::

::working at Science II::

:: At Ops on the bridge ::

::sitting at the pilot seat, making sure everything is going hunky dory::

Mister Klingon, have you enjoyed any blood wine recently?

:: Sitting at the engineering station ::

Are you trying to bribe a Starfleet Officer...Mister Mork?

::heading down to Mork's with the serum the cetaceans made::

::is taken aback:: I would never do such a thing. I merely was curious since blood wine is known to sweeten the muscle fibers when it's been ingested.

::watches the AT feed::

::looks at Mork:: Great. Now shut the hell up for now.

::smacks his lips together::

::shakes his head::

Hopefully the voolcan does his job right

::watching/guarding::

:::Cloaks her ship and heads off::

::looks at Harnett:: I am going to hit the head.

::arrives at Mork's residence::

:: Raises eyebrow :: I did not need to know...

::stands up and heads to the head::

::Keeping an eye on sensors

::notes Tevek's arrival:: Doctor...welcome.

:: notes Sanchez and begins her internal countdown for a repair call on said head.....::

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((Sanchez better not be heading to the Captain's head in the heady room-I mean ready room))

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Mork (Mork's Residence)

::is taken aback:: I would never do such a thing. I merely was curious since blood wine is known to sweeten the muscle fibers when it's been ingested.

((Tell him to take a bite out of your ass))

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((LOL!!))

::Taps away at Ops ::

I still think we need to Arrest Mork Commander.

::finishes his business and washes his hands:: Employees must wash hands before returning to work...well no .

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I still think we need to shoot him out an airlock.

::nods to the security officer::

::returns to his station::

((everyone sounds like me!!))

I plotted a course to avoid the latest patrol routes I stole from the command center, but you know what they say about the best laid plans...

::guides Tevek to Mork::

Kansas Kenickie (V'Riox)

((everyone sounds like me!!))

((This is what happens when both of us are off the ship))

((It's been a very rough two weeks at work and I'm working through some anger issues

))

::follows the security officer::

:: Sighs :: That things don’t always work out as you expect...

::clears his throat::

Bren Faliver

((It's been a very rough two weeks at work and I'm working through some anger issues

))

((Right now you're the boss. No one else they can complain to after a couple of backhands))

::looks at the SecOp:: Ah, Doctor! So nice of you to join us.

I think we might anger the Bajorans if we do that sir..

:: Still in medical with Violet ::

(I'm where?)

:: Manning the Engineering station in Ceta-Ops ::

((in space))

::nods to Pilot:: I am here as ordered, sir. ::indicates medkit:: I have the serum the cetaceans worked on.

By all means, do the voodoo that you do Doctor.

Dr. Gila Orrak (Space)

(I'm where?)

(( A Ship with Faldek and Edvenet ))

((You're on the transport with Ed and I warping away but still quite deep in Cardassian/Dominion held space))

::nods at SecOp to watch the Ferengi::

::nodding to Pilot and keeps an eye on Mork:::

::munches on some mackerel as he watches the feed from Mork's::

::is getting excited:: Ooh, what kind of narcotics are you going to pump me up with?!

::opens medkit and prepares hypo with the serum::

I suppose EJ would have access to his sentencing records. Unless the guy got off scott free. That would make me very upset.

Only the best for you Mork.

::winks at EJ::

:: monitors ship functions just in case the humans are sleeping on the job ::

::hypo loaded, walks towards Mork:: It is my understanding that this was prepared especially for you, Mr. Mork.

"I hope we all got useful information. I was uneasy the entire time."

::looks over at Ed:: Is that transportation paperwork in good order?

:: Looks over at Faldek :: Just finished..

::changes heading, updates Jaffee with her comm channel::

::applies hypospray to Mork::

"Let me input the coordinates before I forget them."

::watching Mork::

I thought all Obsidian Order operatives had eidetic memories? Unless they changed that after I left...

::Frenegi Joker laugh:: This is why I love StarFleet. They always come with the good stuff. The Romulans, they don't like to play. They're always too serious.

Annika...is there any chance Mork might die from this thing the C team is giving him?

"Training only goes so far." :: inputs ::

::raises his eyebrow at the laugh::

:: Tapping at Ops, always monitoring things ::

(w) This mother<censored> is nutty as squirrel turds.

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::looks around:: So... how long does it take to kick in?

::raises eyebrow at Mork's comment about Romulans; places depleted hypo back in medkit and opens medical tricorder to monitor Mork's condition::

I doubt it. I don't think the cetaceans want him to die right away.

sadly

::moves to Mork:: So are you ready to tell me the information that I wanted?

I don't picture our aquatic staff ever getting to work with Ferengis right?

It's not something that comes to my mind either with them.

Not before the drugs kick in ::laughs::

::gently places his hand on Mork's ear:: Ready now? (edited)

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::monitoring medical tricorder readings of Mork::

::Goes back on the dark channel and searches again::

::screams in a high pitched Ferengi scream; the nerves in his ears are inflamed to such a degree that a gentle touch feels like sandpaper grating on a sunburn::

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::removes his hand::

9:25 PM

So as I mentioned...

::watches the feed:: Ahh, it's working already

MY EARS! MY EARS! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! ::he tries to sooth them with his own hands but it's just as painful as before::

Your ears will be the least of your problems.

that was a nasty bipedal vocal chord . I should study if it can be replicated in a combat situation.

:: Looks up at the feed on the view screen :: What...was in that hypo spray?

::raises eyebrow at Mork's reaction; but does not look at Mork. Keeps eyes focused on the medical tricorder screen::

FIX IT! FIX IT INOW!

Probably acid.

I wish

:: Looks to Sanchez, shakes head slowly from side to side ::

::looks at Mork:: Not until you tell me everything.

Annika...was there supposed to be an antidote?

I'm sure that we can. Something like this vould be quite useful, ja?

EVERY THING GODDAMNIT!

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Uhhh....

::starts crying:: My lobes. ::jumps in his seat from barely touching his right lobe::

((I am missing all the ear filled fun

))

::swings his hand by Mork's ear to create an air current that waves by:: (edited)

:: swims to Sven :: Imagine sending a carrier wave to broadcast that on an intergalactic carrier wave..I would believe an enemy would sue for peace!

:: Has all the transportation paperwork done and ready ::

some of my best vork, if I do say so myself. Oooh, ja. I like the way yoo think.

OK! It was a Starfleet Admiral that called me to steal device. He said it was a powerful weapon. I got him in touch with a mercenary guild. That's all I did. I promise!. Now fix my lobes!

What the fuc...

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I do not have that feed in my station. :: observes and watches ::

::gets up a grabs a drink from the replicator::

I need a name!

::staring at the medical tricorder screen, notes that readings are still as expected::

:;swishes aside to let Bartholomew get a better look::

I forgot his name!

I suppose the Doctor could save him before he had a heart attack or something.

::grabs his ear:: DO NOT LIE TO ME FERENGI!

I'm sure he could, yes.

:::Changes her heading::

Afterall, he's still wanted by many other places..

The klingon just grabbed the Ferengi by the lobes....Don't the Ferengi actually get excited when that happens?

I think it gives them.... pleasure.

::takes a seat, drink in hand:: It felt weird being planet side for so long. I missed the feel of a ship.

::monitoring readings, hoping that Pilot grabbing Mork by the ear does not exacerbate the serum's effects and lead to permanent damage::

I'M NOT LYING! It was uh, it was... Lay, uh, Lay... Lay-something... ::panicking:: Ton! Leyton! He came to one of my parties years ago. He has a fury face. That's all I know!

::let's him go::

Hmm...Lt EJ may not like to see this again if the Ferengi starts to get into an excited state.

Very good.

9:33 PM

Doctor he is all yours.

::holds his hand over his ear that EJ just grabbed but doesn't touch it::

Leyton, eh? Him again.

:: Looks over at Faldek :: I enjoyed being back on Cardassia.... until the Dominion showed up...

I don't think he's into that kind of thing.

Nuvian Slave> :: still fanning Mork...even after the shrill ::

+Manticore+ Did you read that Manticore?

+Pilot+ Loud and Clear. Give his lobes a tweak for me.

9:35 PM

Ops, see if Admiral Jaffee is available

::nods to Pilot and heads over the Mork, opening medkit::

::grins:: I think he's had enough...

I didn't come back until they had already showed up. As you know. So it was all bad.

9:35 PM

The heat was nice.

Sir can we ask the Consul General if we can arrest Mork?

:: Looks up from Ops, hailing Jaffee ::

He's still wanted by the Bajorans, isn't he?

::looks at Mork, shakes his head::

::assembles the antidote to the serum::

SecOps prepare to bug out.

Among other races...

He he nice work.. He finally talked. Now I must get back to work.. :: swims back this station ::

Ja ja, back to vork. That was a gud break.

::hurries up Tevek to make the antidote work:: Hurry up. My lobes are so tender.

::hypo prepared, applies it. To Mork:: This should reverse the effects of that previous serum. There should be no permanent damage to your...lobes.

::closes the feed and returns to his work::

::acknowledges the hail from Manticore; appears on the big screen:: Commander Faliver. I hope you have good news.

:: looks up to screen seeing the CG ::

:: Looks up from Ops, seeing Jaffee ::

I do, Admiral. Do you know of a colleague named Leyton? (Layton?)

::takes out his medical tricorder and checks for indications that antidote is working::

::stomps his legs like a child to address the pain while the antidote takes effect:: There better not be! I know people in Starfleet. They wouldn't like it very much if I told them you tried to kill me!

::takes a moment to transmit the information that was gathered during his mission, encrypting it and bouncing it off of several subspace relays to his contact::

::looks at Mork:: And I am sure Leyton wouldn't like to know you gave him up.

9:40 PM

Don't throw stones when you live in a glass house bud.

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Nuvian Slave> :: fans Mork quicker as he is in distress ::

James Leyton?! What does he have to do with this?

::sticks his tongue out at EJ very aggressively::

He contacted our old friend Mork, mentioned he was looking for a very powerful weapon. Mork forwarded him to a merc guild.

::pulls out his mek'leth:: You must not want to keep that. Put it back in your mouth.

::monitoring medical tricorder::

::tries touching his ears like someone trying to touch something hot; soon he realizes the antidote has worked and he can touch his ears again; lets out a large sigh of reliefe::

+PIlot+ Pilot, which merc guild did he send them to?

::watches the viewscreen::

+Bren+ There wasn't a mention of one...

::takes a deep breath:: That is very troubling to hear.

::notices that Mork's vital readings have returned to normal for a Ferengi...and also hears his sigh. closes tricorder and places it in medkit::

::Turns away from the main viewscreen:: +Pilot+ Well, can you ask him? Or did Tevek already talk you into reversing it?

::reclines in her seat::

What merc guild is involved? ::to Mork::

All of you are no longer invited into my home. Get out!

Inject him again...

::raises eyebrow:: Yes, sir. ::begins opening medkit::

9:48 PM

::looks over at Mork as begins assembling hypospray::

((damn, you would ask me to come up with a name for them))

((LOL!!!))

(lol)

::stands up all feisty like a chihuahua getting ready to take on the mail man but doesn't do anything; gets all spitty and foamy:: They call themselves Academi! That's all I know. Now get out!

((Nooo, they are just the very famous Merc Guild lol))

"Those coordinates should be close. A few light years."

Much obliged. We will take our leave.

Hmm, he doesn't seem to like them very much :

:

+Manticore+ Academi, beam us back..

::places the hypospray back in medkit, prepares for beamout::

::sends out another burst with the coordinates to his contact in the same fashion as before::

Bren Faliver

((Nooo, they are just the very famous Merc Guild lol))

((

That's what happens when I'm left to google names!))

Captain McFly

((

That's what happens when I'm left to google names!))

((lol))

:::Gets a Refill, rechecks messages::

"Time is not on our side. Whatever they had, they were rather hush hush about it."

:: hopes the CG asks Bren to bring Mork in ::

::watching Mork and prepping for beamout::

Time is never on our side.

:: Taps on the Ops console, beaming the team up ::

::de/re-mat on Manticore::

::demat/remat on Manticore::

::dismisses the SecOps Team back to their normal duties, leaves his gear bag and heads back to the bridge::

Away team her returned

+CetOPS+ Good job guys. I heard you like Cinnabons. ::beams in a dozen Cinnabon rolls into the tank for the cetaceans for a job well done::

Good job, Commander, and to your crew. Stand by for further orders. Jaffee out.

"The Jem'hadar I spoke with and got on their training program paid me back with this lead. Are you sure we should leave it go? It's not like a Federation vessel could waltz in and check it out."

::heads to sickbay::

ooh ::swims up and eats a Cinnabon roll::

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Ugh...we will be back for him again someday...

::Hurriedly types in the comm number for Kansas; waits for her to answer::

Inga

ooh ::swims up and eats a Cinnabon roll::

((Did you bring enough for the ship?)) (edited)

We are ill equipped to investigate ourselves.

+Jafee+ This better be good

((lol))

::enters the bridge and takes a seat in the XO chair:: Faldek has a comfy chair... (edited)

NIce Work EJ.

::nods to Callista:: I am trying.

::enters sickbay places medkit back in storage::

:: Taps away at Ops ::

::To EJ:: Kansas would be proud of you

A former StarFleet admiral, James Leyton, ordered the theft of Manticore's module. You might remember him from the internal security documents about his attempted coup of the Federation President's office. Find him and you find the module.

::looks at Karl:: One would hope.

:: Gets up and gets his own drink from the replicator ::

( time for me to leave have fun folks )

((Later Cali))

+Jaffee+ Do we know who he is assosating himself with

Keep an eye on Mork's comms...until we leave.

10:01 PM

I don't trust him, as far as I can throw him.

:: Looks the both of them over, squints ::

What?

:::Changes her heading:::

::heads to his office and begins writing notes of his observations of the effects of the serum on Mork::

He used the Ferengi Mork to connect with a mercenary group to perform the actual theft. No more information than that. This group should also be the ones who have McFly.

::eating a cinnabon roll as he fine tunes his serum recipe::

:: Taps away at Ops ::

::looks at Bren:: What's our status on going after this Academi?

Monitoring Morks comms..

::Pokes at her console:: +Jaffee+ There are only 3 groups who would take this job, Do you know which Merc group or am I going in blind

Toss them into my mouth! Iz do nots likes them vet!

"We have an opportunity here gentlemen."

I would if I could reach...

They're known as Academi. They're dangerous and crafty. They would have to be to steal something like the module.

:: Sips his drink, sitting back at the engineering station :: An... opportunity?

(( ))

i've had dealings with them in the past.... I still have clean hands with this one correct?

::holds a cinnabon roll and tosses it to herr dolphin's mouth::

Bren Faliver

(( ))

((Damn, EJ, you made the man screen shot you))

"The Jem'Hadar were being moved out in a transport to those coordinates. Whatever they are doing it is happening soon."

Bren Faliver

(( ))

((we're back))

Of course. Everything is off the record.

:::Changes her heading again::

((You asked the wrong faction to beam you))

It was never part of my orders to go after the intel we gathered. My orders were to pass along any information to my contact. If they reach out and have us go for it, then that's a different story.

((I didn't! LOL!!))

10:07 PM

((I answered your question then said beam us back ))

((OH My god I mis-interpreted that the whole time))

((Keep an eye on him, Bren))

((You know where my allegience lies.)) (edited)

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((Yeah, with Mork you softie))

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Bren Faliver

((Yeah, with Mork you softie))

((I am going to send him some quantums))

:: Sips his drink :: Plus... if the Dominion or Cardassians catch us in this bucket... we are dead...

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Sorry for the overrun. I wanted to get that in then making sure KK was done.

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Speaking of which, KK, Komments?

Very nice work tonight, I love lobe tourture

I bet you do

you have all come so far in the infliction of pain ::Sniffles::

Give me a second for TBS. In the meantime, Questions or comments?

10:12 PM

They learned from the best.

?

Bren!

What is the V'Riox tag in KK's name?

That's her new shuttle she bought with starfleet replicated money.

it's my ship's name

Ahhhh, ok

I wanted a ship that cloaked

It's a Romulan shuttle because she's naughty

Right right

10:13 PM

Sometimes its a ship, or an alter ego or a location... just wasn't sure how to interpret it

10:13 PM

What does it mean?

it smells like Romulan

10:14 PM

i don't know EJ came up with the name.. it could mean donut for all I know

I just made it up.

10:15 PM

I could have made a merc name too but I didn't know

Alright, TBS is either going to be immediate or an hour. I'll let you know.

Are you going to let us know immediately, or in an hour?

10:17 PM

lol

I'll keep you guessing

lol

Bren is trying to talk his way out of the CC.

Alright, it looks like it's going to be an hour. If it changes I'll let you know.

kk

If nothing else, always remember, be gentle with your lobes... DISMISSED!!!

Goodnight!

Goodnight and good week all yall

Good night!

later dudes

Night folks!

McFly

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